I did get almost enough sleep which seems to be as good as it gets lately. I didn’t have to wake the boy up, he texted me ‚good morning‘ when I was about to roll out of bed and walk upstairs. Then I was moving super slowly, I wrote morning pages and then was too late for everything else. Which then turned into a kind of theme for the day.
There was a bit of knitting and some conversation with my husband over breakfast. Some time passed and all of a sudden it was past twelve and I went out for errands. I mailed the pair of pants that was too small, well, too tight and too long, went to the supermarket for yogurt and to the health food store.
I came back late for lunch, or so I thought, we ended up eating half an hour late. Which would have been alright if I didn’t have an extra early start on Tuesdays. Lunch was leftover rabbit with polenta and tomato sauce:
Still lots of things to improve on with that recipe.
I then ate all the chocolate and some trail mix before having to rush to be in time for my first student of the day. I taught until 7, then ate dinner, talked briefly with my husband, fell into a major slump, the boy came home around 7.45 and we talked. He is really panicky, poor thing. I told him that part of this was also that he had had a long, exhausting day, to go eat something and get some sleep. And then we tried figuring out when he needed to leave the house today because the trains aren’t running, like, at all this week and the next and so there are busses instead. He did take another bus to the subway the past two days but that turned out to be a bad idea at 7.15 in the morning when everyone needs to get to work.
Then I finally did the dishes, made myself a mug of tea, started writing this post, made a list for today and went to bed. No TV, no writing, no publishing tasks, no exercise.
But there’s hope for today.
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